I was searching for migrating birds when I encountered this scene at a farm pond.
A male Mallard was escorting his partner as they foraged along the far end of the murky pond. A Black Angus steer suddenly trotted over to check out the feathered creatures encroaching on his territory. Fortunately, the duck and the steer stopped short and began a brief staredown.
Once the bull calculated that the duck was no threat to his ego or pasture, it waded into the pond for a drink. The Mallard didn’t seem too impressed.
I am a writer, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, Anabaptist, and community activist. My life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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Love it! What a fun Field Event!
Audrey A. Metz
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Thank you!
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so funny
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